Figure Stories

alodia-rose whitley and ilia malinin. two figure skaters who grew up in similar circles, until, their paths cross and everything changes for the better. follow as the two navigate emotions, olympics, hardships and love.. how does ilia help alodia-rose get out of her head? how does she help him through pain and heartbreak? ~ "hold onto me, cause i'm a little unsteady."

In a world bleeding nightmares from the Fracture, Warden Ren Kisaragi carries a forbidden power: the ability to rewind death itself. Trapped in an endless loop of one catastrophic day, he sacrifices everything-his body, his sanity, his future-to protect the fragile lives around him. With only the enigmatic Archivist Lirael as his confidante, Ren must decide how many times he can die before the love that drives him finally breaks.

Amber lives for precision. Kyle lives for the rush. Figure skaters and hockey players don't mix-and Amber plans to keep it that way. But Kyle Bennett has never been good at following rules... especially hers. What starts as constant tension turns into something neither of them expected- something messy, addictive, and impossible to ignore.

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"No way! There's no way I'm going to let you die!" I choked, gripping the major's uniform with my teeth. "Stop! Stop already! Live. Violet. Live, and be free. From the bottom of my heart I love you." Major Gilbert mummered, as gore pooled beneath us; it dripped steadily down the stairwell. I was in utter shambles. I couldn't let him die. ☆ Violet Evergarden has recently been concluded from the war, its left her slightly scarred and a bit out of place. What happens when she gets the opportunity to work as an Auto Memories Doll, and finally understand what the words 'I love you' mean? This happens as she's whisked away from everything she knew. The major who taught her how to write is lost, somewhere out there in the world. It becomes her new mission. To find him. To make sure he's not gone from the world, and finally understand what the words 'I love you' mean. (This story is what most would call a 'journal of the story' it's a retelling; featuring how I believe Violet must have felt and thought during the events of the series! I may put the nail in the coffin for this story, or miss it! Feel free to put critiques in the comments) TW: Gore, slight violence, and imagery I'm not sure how I just made a 1405 letter synopsis for a story! Word Count for the novel: Cool Rankings ♡: #1 in meaningful out of 3.1k stories June/14/2026

"𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐂𝐄" 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐎 has dreamed of becoming a famous painter ever since she was little. When she is offered to paint a portrait of the famous Russian figure skater Alexandra Trusova to expand her portfolio, she gladly takes the offer. 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐀, the renowned figure skater had no interest in getting her portrait painted, but once she and Julia get closer, things get intense.

You find yourself in a hotel with no memory of how you got there. When an ethereal blue glow who calls herself Guiding Light says door 100 will lead you to freedom, you listen to her word. Other entities inhabit the hotel however, and while you never had much going on in life, the entities find you alluring. Instead of wanting to kill you, they want to date you! Will you escape the hotel, or will an entity steal your heart? Cover art by me :P Upload schedule: Every Friday (maybe 2 chapters if one of them is short) This is a joke/satire fanfic :P Roblox DOORS belongs to LSPLASH

This story is about all the entities and some fanmade entities I made, there will also be 2 humans that I also made, it may contain seek x figure, but no smut or nasty stuff, I hope you all like it. Context: they we're all having a great time until some new entities came, it all changed after that.

Kale lied across the ice motionless. Skaters rushed off the ice as paramedics scurried across trying not to slip. Carefully they lifted her onto a stretcher and carried her off the ice.

Uh yeah I just Hella love this ship so... Here a little story about them (both ships included) if you got any wishes for me to make a story about imma make it just ask XD aaand please don't judge me i am German but I'm trying my best in English

Who knew that death itself was seeking every single student it came across. The lies and torture that brought London High School to this state is yet to be discovered. Each student either; Disappears, dies or ends up in a fatal situation. Only they didn't know what was out to get them and yet they laughed and scarred many victims. All of this creating the one 'Pyscho girl' that should have never existed. Now, in every corner you remain, someone or something will be watching you. The school itself became haunted with the number of deaths that remained hidden deep in hell. Once you make a move there is no going back When I opened my eyes I knew that nothing in my miserable life prior to that moment could possibly be as bad as what was about to happen. I was lying on the cold floor of a classroom where only the fading sun’s light could reach me. I tried moving, until I realise the thickened rope around my ankles - so tight that the red marks around them worsened to darkened bruises. Dark stains on the floor suggest blood. But it was the chair with dangling ropes; to hold someone down unwillingly that confirmed my suspicions. A darkened figure advances from out of the dusky, black corners of the room. It approaches me, closer and closer. The figure was unidentified as it wore a paper bag on it’s head; most definitely to hide what it was about to commit. It was the school uniform that gave half of it’s identity away; the feminine version of our school’s uniform...

this is seek x figure fanatic if u dont like I don't mind you not reading this <3 enjoy the rest of this story

Dedicated to my Sleep paralysis

{cover by me}

Yuzuru can't stand the noisy neighbors during a power outage.

The night was dark, eerily so, as though no light could bear to penetrate a black cloud. The stars were visible, yet refused to bask their light on the Earth at this hour. It is said they had an unheard agreement whispered between the sun and moon for neither spread the light and beauty it once had, it all died the night the Queen did; the night dance did. When dance died, so did the joy. The clouds grew dark, cold, forbidding and cried often. The sun went in mourning; bring Frost to the town earlier, and more permanently than before. The wind murmured sadness during the nights, and what birds that sang still, harmonised dysphasia and depression. The song brought even the lightest of heart to their knees in anguish. The Queen died during dance, and so dance died with her. The Royal family mourned heavily, her three daughters in distress of never dancing for their mother again, whilst rumours flew around that the Prince roamed the dark forest every night, looking for the light his father cast off. The servants in the castle worked sullenly, like a constant voice demotivated them. The townsfolk carried along the drear and many young maidens cried to sleep, as though all life were dead.

Warning: unfunny

You loved skating when you were little and were planning on going to finals but tragedy strikes where you are told that you can't skate anymore; you still support your best friend on skating and even go with him when he is qualified, what will happen when you meet eye to eye with a beautiful star?